Raised On Luana

(Dumas)
Aye
YGG shit
Damn
Broke my heart they knocked down Speedway
Southeast Preston Heights that's where we stayed
Sugar creek bad as fuck it wasn't no beach days
Young as hell I told my momma we was gone be straight
I say it with my chest raised on Luana
All I knew was that a nigga was gone get a hundred
Not no thousands talking M's that's what I wanted
Manifesting when I speak so that's what I'm gonna
I was pushing P's before Gunna
On the Brad with my brothers
On Walden with my woes we was slick ducking undercover's
Stashing ounces in the stove
Trying to keep the shit from our mothers
I just pray the day that I go they put a statue in Laraway of us
Everything I ever did was for us
I say Preston Heights every time
When a nigga ask where I'm from
I embody the hood without even trying
I don't own no acres yet but I rep that shit like it was mine
I say free my niggas bitch they held it down damn near a dime
Shit get wicked on my side I'm just glad that I survived
Twenty-one shit that's a blessing you OG at twenty-five
Had twenty-two's as adolescence my first one was a deuce five
Still think about B Byrd like damn I wish 'bro was alive
Shit fucked me up when you had died
I seen them tears in lil sis eyes
Ain't never hated on no nigga but it's a few that I despise
Ain't never hated on no nigga but it's sum shit I can't let slide
Forgive and you forget but fuck that shit boy I'm not God
I learned morals on Moore Ave
I learned loyalty on Louis
Can't say when Okilla pulled up twenty-sixes I wasn't influenced
Can't say when Griff had fronted me my first pack that I ran through it
Can't act like we ain't been through it
This shit were way deeper than just music
Shit like therapy how I use it
We was just hooping on Houston
Gotdamn I miss my dawg we was like Webbie and Boosie
Just waiting on you to call
That little twenty minutes be getting me through it
These relationships I got can't be bought nigga I grew it
Just left the hood and I'm like damn
Broke my heart they knocked down Speedway
Southeast Preston Heights that's where we stayed
Sugar creek bad as fuck it wasn't no beach days
Young as hell I told my momma we was gone be straight
I say it with my chest raised on Luana
All I knew was that a nigga was gone get a hundred
Not no thousands talking M's that's what I wanted
Manifesting when I speak so that's what I'm gonna
I was pushing P's before Gunna